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Cherry woke up with a start. When she looked around she didn't remember where she was at first. She turned and saw Dallas. He was sleeping peacefully on the dusty church floor. Cherry guessed this wasn't the first night he had slept here. She felt a chill in the air and pulled his leather jacket up around her shoulders. She got up quietly and walked outside. The sky was a bright orange and gold as the sun rose. She gasped when she first saw it and went to stand by the water. She stood there and tried to soak in the beauty of the morning.

Dallas woke up and looked around the room for Cherry. He found her outside and joined her by the lake. "Good morning," Cherry turned and smiled at Dallas when she saw him. He didn't look like he usually looked, his hair was messy. She liked it.

Dallas dropped her off a couple blocks from her house and Cherry gave him a quick peck on the cheek before she hopped out of the car, She didn't want anyone to see them together but for the first time it wasn't because of what her friends might think. It was because of the trouble it might cause. She saw a face that she recognized down the street, but when she turned to look back it was gone and it left her mind as quickly as it had entered it. Her block was so calm and peaceful.

As she walked towards her house she reflected on the past 12 hours she spent with Dallas and her heart seemed to flutter like a butterfly's wings. She had a dreamy look on her face. She was a few houses away from her house when she noticed the police cruiser parked in front. Her stomach jumped to her throat and she instinctively began running towards her house. When she burst in the front door she was out of breath and started calling for her mother and father. Her mother rushed in a moment later followed by her father and a police officer.

"Oh, thank God you are home!", Cherry's mother ran to her and grabbed her in a hug.

"Where have you been?" her father asked sternly.

"I told you I was going out with Bob, yesterday," Cherry defended herself.

"We called Bob's parents, they said he was home all night," the officer interjected.

"Oh, well Bob cancelled and I went to visit Marcia instead. And you called the cops?" Cherry exclaimed.

"Well, clearly this isn't a missing person case, so I will be going now," the officer spoke again and handed a recent snapshot of Cherry back to her mother. Her parents thanked the officer and showed him out.

"Is that Marcia's leather jacket?" Cherry's mother asked. Just after that Cherry remembered whose face it was that she saw when she got out of Dal's car.

On Dal's way to the Curtis' house he stopped in a convenient store to steal some cigarettes. On his way out he almost ran directly into Tish.

"Hey Dallas, what are you up to?," she inquired.

"Nothing, you?" Dal answered and they began walking together.

" Not much. Are you headed to the Curtis'?"

"Yeah." Tish could feel Dallas' interest in her was beginning to fade, which made her angry.

"So are we gonna talk about the other day?"

"WHat about it?"

Tish's eyes narrowed. "You know," she insisted. Then Tish stood in front of Dallas to block his path.

"I think it was just a kiss, Tish. It wasn't a big deal," Dallas shrugged.

"I thought it was."

"Well, what about Curly?"

"I like Curly, but I like you more."

"Why are you telling me this now?," Dallas sighed.

" Because, I don't know. I changed my mind about Curly and I want to be with you."

"Well, I am with someone else."

"Who?" Tish knew who Dallas was talking about and she also knew he wouldn't tell her.

"You wouldn't know her."

"Oh, no?"

"No, just forget about it Tish." Dallas answered and he brushed past her. Tish was infuriated.

"Dallas Winston!" she yelled after him. Dallas kept walking and didn't look back.